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Warning: Crude Language and slight bullying.

Enjoy!

I apologize in advance for any and all errors that may show up, I do my best to make sure there aren't any, but hey I'm only human.

I make mistakes.

'thoughts...'

(Author notes or A/N...)


The Betrayal

Chapter One: Cry Baby


"You seem to replace your brain with your heart.

You take things so hard and then you fall apart.

You try to explain, but before you can start,

those cry baby tears come out of the dark."

Melanie Martinez - Cry Baby


"Why does my alarm hate me so much!" A brunette girl whined as she tried her best to hurry and get changed for school. "Why can't I just be on time for once- ouch!"

This young girl is 16 year old Mikan Sakura. She's a single star student with her Alice being nullification. She has beautiful, long brunette hair that goes to about her waist. Most of the time they're up in pigtails to match her childlike personality and her eyes are a light brown. She's also a very clumsy girl, she tends to fall… a lot.

"Ow ow ow…" she laid face down on the floor, her butt sticking up in the air. Mikan sighed as she blew a stay strand of hair out of her face. After getting up, fixing her pig-tailed hair, and putting the rest of her uniform on, she ran to the mirror to make sure she looked decent. Happy with her appearance, she spun on her heals, grabbed her bag and left her room.

Making her way down the hallway to her classroom with a smile on her face, Mikan passed a few students without really noticing them at first. But after a short while, she began to notice strange glances and whispers from them. Aside from all their whispers and her soft footsteps, the hallway was almost completely silent. Mikan suddenly felt very anxious from all the stares and whispers. Her smile fluttered as her legs began to move faster, to get away from the unsettling feeling of being watched and the quite murmurs.

She hated, more like loathed, the feeling of being watched. It made her uncomfortable, it made her feel like a mouse sitting helplessly among a group of starving cats, watching intently, ready to pounce at any moment. The thought frightened her.

'What is up with them today?' She asked herself, her smile gone now and replaced with a frown. 'Did something happen? Do I have something on my face? Or maybe my uniform is messy? Or-' Her thoughts were interrupted by the loud ringing of the bell. 'Shoot!' She broke into a run, forgetting about the students behind her. 'I'm so late! Jinno is going to put me in detention again! No~!'

The second bell had already rung by the time she reached her classroom door, meaning she was really late for class...again. With a deep breath to calm herself, she opened the door and walked in. Immediately, all eyes were on her, glancing at her for only a second then going back to what they were doing previously. Mikan being late wasn't a surprise to anybody. She was rarely on time for class, or for anything really. Some people didn't care, others just thought she should get herself together and get here on time for once, and some thought badly of it. That it was a nuisance to be late for anything, that everyone should always be on time.

For example : her algebra teacher Mr. Jinno, who is currently glaring at Mikan, annoyance evident on his face and in his narrowed eyes. The young girl could only look down to the floor in shame, waiting for her lecture about being late. "Mikan Sakura!" He yelled furiously, making a few students jump in surprise. "This is the last straw! You've been late countless times, and I have given you almost every punishment I could possibly think of that don't go against school rules." His voice boomed through out the room, everyone's attention was now on the teacher and the poor, shaking young girl.

"B-but sir, I can explain-"

"No!" he hissed through his teeth, "I'm done hearing your excuses! This is the last time, if you're late to my classroom one more time, I will find a way to have you expelled!" She flinched and only nodded numbly, feeling ashamed and embarrassed for being yelled at in front of her classmates. Some of the students snickered and pointed silently at her or were whispering to their friends about her lateness. Mr. Jinno sighed as he pinched the bridge of his nose, his eyes shut tightly. "Hurry up and take your seat. We've already lost valuable time because of you and your useless existence."

Ouch. That hurt. Her alice, in his and many others eyes, was useless, but that didn't mean that she was useless. Mikan, still looking at the floor, made her way to her seat next to her best friend, Hotaru Imai.

Hotaru, is a three star student, she has the inventing Alice, which gives her the ability to create anything she wants. For example, her most famous invention is called the "Baka Gun" It shoots out hard foam balls and they can actually leave bruises and bumps if they hit hard enough! She uses it a lot on idiots, mostly Mikan because she does a lot of idiotic things. Hence the name "Baka gun".

She has short, sleek raven hair that reaches to about her shoulders. Her eyes are a deep shade of violet and she has pale white skin, she doesn't go out very often, she's almost always inside working on a new invention to sell. By the way, she loves money with a passion, so be sure to stay clear of her! She has information on almost everybody in the school, so she could blackmail you to get a lot of dough if you cross her.

"Now, without anymore interruptions, we will continue the lesson from yesterday. Turn to page 340 in your textbook." The teacher said as he turned to the chalk board and went on with his lesson, his anger fading away. Mikan had taken out her notebook, textbook and pencil as she began to write notes, trying her best to understand what gibberish he just wrote on the board. Soon realizing that she didn't understand, she turned the page in her notebook and wrote, "Hey, can you help me? I don't understand any of this!" And pushed the notebook towards her friend.

After reading the note, she rolled her violet eyes and wrote back.
"No." Mikan frowned.
"Why not? :("
"Because no matter how many times I try to help you with anything, it never gets through that empty skull of yours. Ask someone else." Hotaru shoved the notebook into Mikans arm harshly as she went back to writing her own notes. Mikan was left staring at her friend, hurt in her eyes as she took the notebook and wrote;
"Are you okay? You're usually not this mean in the morning…" and pushing to her once more. The raven haired girl didn't even look at it as she shoved it back to her. Still writing her notes she whispered to herself in an annoyed tone, "Will you just leave me alone already?"

With wide eyes, Mikan stared once more at her best friend. What is up with her? Hotaru is known as the Ice Queen because of her cold, mean personality, but shes never this cold hearted to her best friend about something as simple as this. Hotaru usually would just tell her "not right now." Or maybe "Only of you pay me". Never once had she had an experience like this with her before, where she was told to just leave her alone. Turning back to the board with a blank face, Mikan began to lose herself in thought.

Maybe she was just having a bad day and wanted to be left alone. After all, the young girl wasn't much of a morning person. Mikan decided to just rub it off and talk to her later about it when she had the chance. But it kept coming back to her that something was wrong and it just wouldn't leave her thoughts alone. She was trying to convice herself that everything was okay, but her gut said otherwise.

'What ever is bugging her right now will go away with time, just give her time to chill out.' A voice in her head told her in a bored tone.

Shrugging off her bad feelings, class continued and Mikan tried her best to understand and keep up with the lesson. She was never good at math, Algebra was probably going to be the death of her. Like, why the hell was the alphabet added to math? That just made it 200× worse than it was originally!

Eventually, class had ended, passing period started, and everybody was getting ready for the next class to start or they were talking among themselves. Jinno gave out a worksheet before he left with 30 problems that were do on Thursday, two days from now, and Mikan didn't understand any of them. She would ask for help, but didn't really know who to ask. Hotaru was giving her the cold shoulder, Yuu, the class rep, was out of school for the time being visiting family. And she doubted that Koko or Kitsume knew what was going on. Sumire, who was practically her sister, was no where in sight either.

Mikan hummed to herself in thought as she stared out the window. 'Who could possibly understand this and help me? I'll be in so much trouble if i dont turn it in-' her thoughts were interrupted when out of the corner of her eye she spotted a white dove flying past the window. Then another, and another, until one landed on the window ciel, cocking it head to look at her. Suddenly, an idea popped into her head. Well, more like somebody popped into her head.

Ruka-Pyon!

'Maybe he can help me! He's always been so nice to me!' Ruka was one of the very first people she met upon being enrolled into the academy, although it wasn't a very...pleasant...introduction. But after the whole incident with him crashing into the window from the sky to "save" his best friend, who was struggling to get information from Mikan, they became very close friends.

The young girl smiled as she turned around in her seat to look for the boy, but couldn't find him anywhere. Frowning that he was missing from his usual spot, she stood up and walked closer to the window, looking out to see if she could spot the blonde animal lover. Surely enough, he was ditching class again with his childhood best friend, Natsume Hyuuga. She noticed them almost instantly sitting under Natsume's favorite cherry blossom tree, playing with what looked like a small ball.

Almost immediately, she ran towards the door and was just about to open it when the bell rang once more, signaling the students that the next class was about to begin. Mikan sighed in defeat as she made her way back to her seat, she didn't want to run out to the boys and risk being late for another class and getting another lecture.

As Mikan sat down in her usual seat, she noticed that a lot of her classmates were not present. She hadn't noticed when she first arrived, too occupied with the angry teacher and the cold treatment from her best friend. Of course, she was well aware that Natsume and Ruka were outside, most likely Koko and the boys with them. She also recalled that Sumire was missing, probably outside trying to get one of the two popular young men to notice her.

She did, however, feel happy as one of the very, very few people that she didn't like was not here either. That person was a girl about her age, with strawberry blonde hair and bright blue eyes that hid dark intentions behind them. This girl's name is Luna Koizumi, and Luna was definitely not friends with Mikan. If anything, she is a huge bully to Mikan, constantly making fun of her, either having people hate her by spreading lies and rumors about her, or having previous friends bully her as well. Which has happened, but only a few times. She never, however, has been physically abused by Luna or her group luckily.

Of course, Mikan had tried many times to get teachers or friends to believe her about her situation. Only a few of her friends believed her, none of the teachers, with an exception of about two, believed here either. Why you might ask? Because Luna was very good at lying and acting like an innocent girl who would never do such a thing, and in the end, Mikan was accused of being the bully instead of being the victim.

Her friends, the ones who stayed by her side anyway, tried to make her happy by taking her places, doing fun things like going to the park, the movies or out to eat. They wanted to make her happy, and they did. Mikan would do anything to keep her friends by her side, oh how she loved them so. She wouldn't trade them anything in the world, nothing at all.

Thus, the young brunette began to wonder why all her friends ditched class. It was natural of the animal lover and the hot headed fire caster to be ditching class, but for the others like Anna, her pink haired classmate, and Nanoko, the blue haired girl, to be missing from class was rather odd. Her curiosity then turned to sadness. Most of her friends, if not all of them, were missing from the classroom. Even now, the seat next to her was vacant, her best friend gone. She was there not too long ago, where could she have gone? Looking around the room, Mikan couldn't find the genius inventor anywhere. Puffing her cheeks from irritation, she crossed her arms and closed her eyes, doing her best to calm down.

"Good afternoon my beautiful flowers~!" a voice sang, making Mikan jump in surprise. She hadn't even noticed her favorite teacher walk (more like dance) into the room. "What's this? Where are the rest of my pretty little flowers?" the man asked with a pout. This teacher is the famous (and quite strange) Narumi Anju. Unlike the previous teacher, Narumi is a very kind and gentle man, also a very pretty one at that if you as me. He has somewhat curly blonde hair and lively purple eyes. He looks more feminine than masculine, so he often gets confused for being a female. He also has a pretty strange taste in clothing, currently he was wearing a white button up collared shirt that had pink and red roses along the button line. He was also wearing matching pants that had the same design going down his legs. Fashionable, huh? Maybe that was why Mikan likes him so much, he isn't afraid to do or wear whatever he wants. Narumi was always her favorite teacher and she was his favorite student. They got along so well, they were practically family really.

"They're all outside Sensei," one of the other students said. "I'm pretty sure they're playing dodge ball or something."

'That would explain the ball.' the young brunette thought as she watched her teacher walk over to the window nearest to him. He sighed as he looked at the class once more. There were only about 10 - 15 students in the room at the moment, his class consisted of about 25, if not almost 30 kids in total. He wasn't surprised when he saw who was outside, it was pretty common for those boys to be out and about during his class. Naturally, he would give them a punishment for skipping his class, but it seemed that they would never learn and would continue their rebellious behavior. What did surprise him, though, was the fact that some of the students that wouldn't ditch his class were ditching now, for example Anna Umenomiya and Nonoko Ogasawara, some of his best students. That was strange...very strange.

Mikan and the other students sat there in a very uncomfortable, and awkward silence. Their teacher wasn't saying anything, he was just staring out the window again with a very concentrated look on his elegant face. Once again, the nulliffier sighed as she looked at the vacant seats around her. None of her friends were here, all of them missing from their usual seats. She suddenly felt really lonely and disheartened, it felt almost as if she was abandoned by her friends. If they were all going to go play a friendly game of dodge-ball, why not invite her? How come she was left out all of a sudden? Her attention quickly shifted to her teacher when he clapped his hands, trying to get everyone's attention.

"Sadly, because we are missing most of the class, I've decided that we are not going to have class today." his voice sounded dejected, with a tad bit of seriousness behind it. "Now, go on and do what you kids do, but don't do anything naughty~." the blonde winked as he left the classroom, leaving the students by themselves. The moment the door closed behind Narumi, all the students got up and moved into their groups to talk. Mikan, on the other hand, sat by herself as she debated on what to do. Should she go outside and see what the others are up to? Or should she just stay and wait to see if they come back? She wasn't really sure what she wanted to do. In all honestly, she just wanted to stay in the classroom, even if it meant not seeing her friends. There was just something in her gut that was telling her to stay, to just ignore the fact that her friends were having fun without her when suddenly-

Grooowwwlll~ Mikan's face flushed bright red as her arms instantly wrapped themselves around her stomach. "Oh crap." she muttered, "I forgot to eat this morning..." Mikan sighed as she leaned back in her chair. Obviously, breakfast wasn't going on anymore, lunch wasn't till 12:00 and it was currently 9:30. Groaning and whimpering, the young girl picked herself up off of her chair and made her way to the door. Her next class wasn't going to start till after lunch, so why not go and see if she can find a snack, hm?


"Is there anything I can do for you young man?" a woman's voice asked, startling the boy in question. He turned to her and shook his head as he smiled at the woman. "No thank you, I'm just waiting for my plane is all." The woman nodded and looked at the sign that had the list of planes going in and out of the country. The woman glanced at his suitcase and his two bags, it almost seemed like he was moving somewhere with all that luggage. If you couldn't tell already, these two people are currently in an airport, one waiting for their plane to arrive.

"Where are you headed if you mind me asking?"

"Japan." he replied bluntly, checking his ticket one more time, memorizing the gate number along with the seat number as well. He would be sitting at a window seat, lucky him. He did always love to look outside the window when he went places, whether it be in a car, a plane, or just walking around somewhere, he would always look at his surroundings. He just loved to see the world around him, he didn't get to do that much when he was younger after all. The woman gave him a look and nodded before looking back at the sign again.

"You have family there? Or are you just visiting?" The young man was obviously Asian just by looking at him, same with the woman however, as she herself was from Japan. She could also tell that English was not his first language, the way he spoke gave it away. His accent was very obvious, but he was good with the way he spoke, his words and sentences made perfect sense and they were easy to understand, the accent was what threw it off. The boy shrugged, sliding the slip of paper back into his pocket.

"I'm going there to finish my education." he said, "I left when I was younger and I wanted to go back so that way, when I graduate, I can just go to a University there." What he said was only partially true; Yes, he was going back to finish his education, but not because he wanted to go to a University, no...he had something much bigger to do there. The woman next to him snorted, folding her arms. "Aren't you a little bit young to be thinking about going to a University?" The boys face seemed to go blank before he turned his head to look at her.

"I'm 16 years old, turning 17 in a few months. I'm pretty sure that is a reasonable age to be thinking about my future, is it not?" At this point, the woman's body was fully turned toward him and he caught sight of her name tag. It read:

American Airlines

Station Attendant

Yuka Azumi

The woman noticed his gaze and followed it, and upon seeing the object that caught his interest, she laughed. "Oh, where are my manners?" she reached her hand out to him, a kind and gentle smile on her face. "My name is Yuka, nice to meet you." The boy stared at the hand in front of him for a moment, before taking it in with his for a handshake as he introduced himself. "I'm Zero. Nice to meet you to Mrs. Azumi." Yuka snorted in response before letting go of his hand, putting it behind her back.

"Oh please, don't call me that. Just Yuka is fine." Zero nodded silently as he began to take in her appearance. She had short, straight chestnut hair that reached just above her shoulders, her eyes were a dark shade of brown, almost black in this lighting. He noted that she seemed young, about in her late 20's early 30's maybe. She was indeed beautiful in a way, in both personality and looks, in a way she reminded him about his own mother. Or at least, what he thought his mother would have looked like.

"I have a question for you, Zero." He blinked at her for a moment before nodding at her to continue. "Is your hair naturally silver, or is it some new trend to dye your hair strange colors?" It was apparent that she was only joking, she meant no harm with this joke. But even though he was fully aware of her humor in that statement, he suddenly felt self conscious about his hair color.

"Oh, it's natural alright. It's not the first time I've been asked that before." And it was true, this wasn't the first time, in fact it has happened on many occasions. Either at school or anywhere else he would be questioned about his uncommon hair and eye color. His eyes were a nice light shade of violet, beautiful really.

Plane #201 is ready to board, all passengers must board now. Plane #201 is ready to board.

"That's my plane." Zero sighed, he was not at all excited for this 13 hour trip to Tokyo, in a small space with no room to do...well, pretty much anything really. Thank god for the window seat. He thought to himself as he grabbed his bags, ready for a oh-so-fun trip. He turned to Yuka one last time. "It was nice talking to you Yuka. You have a good day." He said as he started walking away.

"Good-bye Zero." she smiled, "Maybe we will meet again someday, but until then, I hope you have a safe journey." Once Zero was out of sight, she brought her hand out from behind her back and whispered to herself. "Thanks for the beautiful stone, Zero-san." In the palm of her hand sat a marble sized stone, it was a beautiful mix of blue and purple with a pattern of white swirls around it. Yuka stuffed the stone into her pocket and walked away, a wicked smile on her face.

'This is going to be a fun game.'


She hated it. Oh, how she hated it so much, today just couldn't get any worse could it? Mikan is currently sulking outside of her favorite shop, the one that sells her favorite candy in the whole world. The Howalon Shop was closed today, due to an unknown reason. Not that the young girl needed to know the reason, she just wanted her howalon, her sweet, sweet howalon. And she finally had enough money to buy an extra large box too! She never had enough because of all the payments she used to have to pay Hotaru whenever should borrowed money from her. Mikan's mood worsened at that thought, her best friend was still acting cold to her. She had a run in with her on her way over to Central Town and it didn't go quite as planned...at all.

~.~.~.~.~Earlier~.~.~.~.~

The walk to the bus that takes students to Central Town gave Mikan time to think about what she should say to her friend when she goes to speak to her about this morning. She tried to not let it bother her, but it kept eating at her thoughts, she couldn't stop thinking about it. She made up her mind that she would definitely talk to her and ask her what put her in such a bad mood, but what should she say?

By the time she reached the stop, the bus was already there waiting to leave as students began to fill the seats. Mikan was one of the last few to get on the bus, trying to find a seat near the window. The ride to the shopping center wasn't too long, but even then she loved to look out the window. Looking around for any open seats, and hopefully a window seat at that, her eyes landed on a very familiar girl. No, it wasn't Hotaru, but the inventor was indeed sitting next to the familiar girl. And Mikan wasn't happy about it at all.

The girl was Luna, and she was happily laughing with Mikans' best friend, who was smiling slightly as she spoke to the blonde. Mikan couldn't help but feel slightly betrayed seeing this, Hotaru knew very, very well that she did not get along with Luna. She even knew that Luna was the one who would spread rumors about the brunette, that she was the one who would turn people on her. "Is that her plan? To turn Hotaru on me as well?" She felt a shiver run up her back at the thought. She looked once more at her enemy and felt her blood freeze when she made eye contact with Luna. Her mind went blank as she stood there solid in place, she didn't dare to move. "No." she thought, "No, not she wouldn't. Not Hotaru."

It almost seemed as if the blonde could read her thoughts because she smiled evilly as her dark eyes stared right through her, into her soul. Mikan didn't like it, not in the slightest. She blinked when she felt someone shove her shoulder harshly, muttering something about "moving out of their goddamn way".

Breaking eye contact with that bloody witch, a nickname Mikan gave Luna a long time ago, her body began to move forward, almost like a robot at that. She forced herself to keep her head facing forward, to not look at her suppose to be "best friend" and walked herself to the very back where she sat by herself. There was someone sitting by her at first, but they moved closer to their friends in the middle, leaving Mikan to have at least one thing she was looking forward to. The window seat.

~.~.~.~.~Present~.~.~.~.~

The young girl sighed sadly at the memory, in the end she didn't get to talk to Hotaru. By the time Mikan got off the bus, the inventor was already gone. "Today just isn't my day, huh?" she thought to herself, walking to a small bakery that one of her friends worked at. It was slightly busy, as couples and friends occupied some of the tables, waiters and waitresses walking around with food and drinks. Mikan thought about it, should she just eat here or wait till lunch? At the moment, she didn't have an apatite anymore, plus she didn't feel like being around so many people at the moment, she'd like to be alone for a little while.

"Oh, wouldn't you look at that?" somebody behind her laughed. "That little nobody must envy those people, all alone like that...pitiful really." Mikan flinched, she knew that they were talking about her, she could feel it. "I mean, who comes here on their own? Losers I suppose, from what I'm seeing." They snickered with their friends at that, making the brunette cringe inwardly.

"Isn't that Natsume's partner? Apples or Peaches wasn't it? Pfft, what a loser. I heard that nobody wanted her as a partner, so they just dumped her on him. Poor guy." another scoffed. The girl in question felt her stomach drop, a cold sweat coming on. It's not like this hasn't happened before, she's been bullied and taunted before, but it still hurt. People are cruel and sadistic. It was only natural that those people took pleasure in hurting others, and Mikan knew that very well from all the bullies that occupied her school.

"Whoa! Dude, is she...is she crying?" It was then that Mikan noticed that salty tears had already formed and began to fall from her eyes. How did she not notice that? "Pfft, what a cry baby!" they laughed as they pointed in her direction, catching the attention of others. Muttering some curses to herself, she wiped her eyes with her sleeve as she sighed heavily.

'Ignore it.' A voice in the back of her head urged her. 'Ignore it like you always do and you'll be fine.' Closing her eyes, the brunette sighed once more, before opening them again and walking away, leaving the people and their nasty remarks behind.

She decided that she could wait till lunch to fill her empty stomach.

Making her way back to the bus, she then realized that it was only 10:40, she still had about an hour and a half before lunch started. Her stomach growled again, only louder this time, reminding her that food was needed asap. She only sighed, muttering to herself about how bad she was with time. If only she woke up on time to at least get some food, in her mind, being hungry was much worse than getting yelled at for being late. But then again...after today, she wouldn't want to be yelled at again.

As she sat down in the back of the bus again (by herself...again.) she thought about this morning. The things that her teacher said...did he really mean that? I mean sure, Mr. Jinno did have anger issues and would often lash out at people, but today was different. The things he said seemed almost...as if he thought they were true. He could be really cruel with his words, they were almost like sharp, small throwing knives being launched from his mouth to the victims poor heart. True the words spoken by him were hurtful, but he wouldn't go as far to call someone "useless". But that was just Mikan, and she was convinced at this time that he meant every little thing he said.

Her heart clenched at that. 'Useless...' in the eyes of others...did they see her as useless? She stared out the window, watching the trees zoom by like a blur. 'You shouldn't care about that.' the voice in the head said to her, almost in a comforting manner. 'Who cares about what they think? You are you. Nothing can change that.' Mikan almost laughed at that, of course she cared. Some of those people are her friends and she cared about what they thought of her.

The voice that spoke to her was not new to her, she's been around for a long time. Mikan thought of the voice as her "Guardian Angel" or even her own imaginary friend. Or at least that's what her Grandfather would tell her when she told him about it. Growing up, she didn't really have somebody to really, really talk to about her feelings. Mostly because she never felt close to anybody else than her Grandfather and herself. And she couldn't tell him everything, so in the end, Sabi(*) was born from her own feelings. She came before Mikan met Hotaru, and even though she got close to the raven haired girl, she never felt close enough to share the existence of Sabi with her.

'But others don't like me for me, Sabi. I just want them to like me...' And it was true, all Mikan really wanted was to belong. Everybody wants to belong, to be loved, to be needed by others. The voice only snorted in response.

'If you really want to be liked, find someone who will like you for you. Not for someone you're not.' Sabi sighed when she didn't get a response. 'I know that can be hard, you humans are too cruel to each other. It amazes me that you all haven't killed each other yet.' Mikan laughed at that bitterly, because it was true. Even friends and family can be cruel to each other. But then again, she felt that she couldn't really say that for herself, after all, she doesn't have a family other than her adoptive Grandfather.

When the bus finally stopped at their destination, Mikan hopped off the bus and began her walk back to her dorm room to take a quick nap. Some sleep would do her good, today was too much for her, mentally and emotionally, and she wanted desperately to sleep it off. Hopefully, she'll wake up in time for lunch and be able to have a nice chit-chat with her friend.

And on the other side, Zero also decided to take a nice, long nap during his trip back to his home country. It will be a long journey, but soon he'll be home once again.

Goodnight.


A/N: Hey everybody. I know, I know, I take forever to update and I'm sorry. I have no excuse other than I'm a lazy, lonely and sad potato who disappoints everybody.

Nah but for real, I've been going through a lot lately, I recently lost all motivation for pretty much everything in my life, I had a really, really, bad break up with my (now ex) boyfriend of 8 months, and just so much as been going on. But I know that that isn't an excuse for not writing. Anyway, here is the first chapter.

As you all know, I made some major changes from my last fan fiction, instead of the bloodbending alice, Zero now has the Shape-shifting alice that turns him into a Snow Leopard.

Sabi's name comes from the Japanese word "Sabishi" which means "Lonely" in English. Sabi was, after all, created from Mikan's Loneliness.

Please leave a review, I would really appreciate it! It's what motivates me to write this story!

Thank you all who followed my story from the very beginning, I know I disappointed many of you and I hope that this makes up for it. I'm very well aware that I'm not the best writer, in fact my writing is horrible in my opinion, I always get off topic some how and end up messing something up and having to re-write a lot of it but I do my best to stay on task.

I hope that my updates will become more frequent but with school coming up I'm not really sure anymore, I also need to get into the habit of writing when I have free time instead of just doing nothing with my life lol.

Again, thank you all for reading and I hope to see you again in the next chapter.

Lots of love,

Stella White.